Seventy Two

Ashanti

Shifting into my wolf form in day time was the strangest thing I’d done in years. Ever since I began living among humans, I made sure to always shift at night, no matter how pressing or desperate I was to run for safety.

Unfortunately, my greatest fears had come to haunt me in an even worse way than I'd have ever imagined. The Lycans had found me and escaping them was going to be a miracle.

I ran as fast as my wolf's legs could carry me through the road, trying not to look back and hoping that they'd stop following me. Every part of my soul screamed at me to stay on high alert but fear and panic kept me moving.

I could hear the Lycan voices behind me, taunting me with their laughter heavy with sarcasm, and they rushed forward with a possessive desperation to catch me.

My heartbeat pounded loudly in my ears as I dodged and weaved between cars parked along the side of the road. I ran into the road hoping that if I veered hard enough to miss them, I'd be able to slip through and